AAMW (absent against my will)

Hello, Friends.  I would love to write a “Wow, isn’t that amazing” report.  No such report.  Just me, plain and simple.  On September 12 I got in a squabble with a vacuum cleaner and a throw rug.  It took them both to get the best of me, but they did.  They won.  I lost.  Result is this long stay in hospital and rehab.  I have wondered why folks like me with all this time on my hands, didn’t do something – you know, read books, blog, read e-mail, tv (divorce court, maybe), read the Bible, pray, talk on the telephone?  I have found out; it takes too much energy to think!  Well I’m on my way back.  Missing you all.  I’ll fill in some details at a later time.

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Long ago and not so far away, there was a Sunday School Superintendent who needed a SS teacher. He asked me if I would teach. I told him I would not. So he said, “Will you pray about it?” I responded, “No, I don’t want to teach, so why would I pray about it.” Not one of the greatest stories in my life! But one I remember as I read about Moses’ excuse making with God.

When God called Moses, he did not find an eager vessel! Moses’ excuse #1, “I’m not important enough for that job!” God’s support: “But I Am. I AM will be with you.” Moses’ excuse #2 “I have no authority; why will Pharaoh listen to me?” God’s answer, “Let me demonstrate. Try out a couple of miracles. – Now do you think you might get his attention?” Moses is still not convinced. Excuse #3, “But I can’t talk.” He is trying God’s patience!  Imagine—God and his miracles, not enough! God answers, “I know you’re not a great speaker. Haven’t I made you the way you are – even with speech problems.” But again God agrees to give him help in the form of Aaron, Moses’s brother. Moses is to tell Aaron what to say and God will help both of them.

Benjamin Franklin said, “He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else.” Whee, I’m glad God is my judge (and my helper) rather than dear ole Ben. And I’m thankful for forgiveness – both God’s and Sunday School Superintendent’s along the line.  I’ve reaped what I sowed.

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Consider with me the precious promise from Jesus: “I am with you always.” How often we encourage ourselves with those words! And I’m afraid we also find excuse for compromising with those words. I suggest we turn the table on Jesus today and say, “I am with you always.” Imagine not going anywhere that Jesus is not there first inviting me to come. Imagine not doing anything that is not patterned after Jesus in which he says he does nothing but what he sees the Father do. Imagine not saying anything which is not said in love, wisdom, and discernment. Thank you, Jesus, for being with me always. I want you in my home at all times – please, don’t wait for an appointment.   I’m really considering vowing a vow that I will always be with you. Can I do that? For example, I love reading fiction books. Jesus, are you in them first? Or, are they just okay – with your promise to be with me. I know theology; I know I’m wholly dependent on grace and mercy. I’m not saved by works; I am saved “unto good works.” But I’m talking where the rubber meets the road. Evaluation day, not terribly pleasant.

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Po’ Grandma ‘Neta

Sitting in a seat – a

Staring at computa

Doing something but don’t know what!


Missin’ friends in cyberland

Has nice instrument at hand

But just cannot understand

Wants to blog but don’t know how!


Googling questions left and right

Working far into the night

Missing blogs—both plain and bright

Answers needed-but don’t know where!


Clock, days, weeks are moving on

She’s just feelin’ so forlorn

Questions pricking like a thorn

She’ll be back, but don’t know when!


(Hi  Friends, I guess I’ve figured out enough to get this message into blog-land!  If you get it, that will be a real step of achievement for me!- As you can see I have a computer.  All the latest gadgets.  How do I use them?)




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Each time I sing The Solid Rock, Edward Mote, 1797-1874, I consider the meaning of the word “frame” as he used it.  “My hope is built on nothing less, Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness,  I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.” 


Nancy Thanki, The Daily Post, asked that we use the word “frame” from an unusual angle.  So I’m checking out what More meant.  The following definition seem to fit his meaning.

a basic structure that underlies or supports a system, concept, or text.
“the establishment of conditions provides a frame for interpretation”
That would mean, would it not, that I dare not trust any other concept for building my hope for the future – no matter how sweet it might sound – except on the sacrifice that Jesus made for me.
How much can be lost by looking for “sweeter frames!”




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Favored (Nineteen)50’s – Flirting, Finding, Falling, Fulfilling Fantasy

Fluent Fifty – Looking like a Fox News Anchor😀, Bills paid, Top of Career, House built, Kids independent!  (Okay, I was lying about looking like a Fox lady.)

Fabulous Feat, 50th Anniversary – We’ve made it this far, giving up on what we can’t change so life is easier.  Highlight of the Day – we remained married! 😀


 The kids are Fifty!

 This cannot be!

They are now older than me!

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Letter written to my grand-son.  Just spoofing common core a bit!  If you like common core, handle me with grace and forgiveness.  :D  If you don’t like it, have a laugh!

Dan Hayes, surely you would not question my being a proponent of common core! Proof is in the pudding. Common core: I was eighty-one last year so how old am I this year (after birthday has passed of course, (if 2016’s birthday has not yet occurred this example I am giving is not the right way to figure my present age), but back to 81 last year, birthday has happened this year so how old am I now (and of course, I will be this number of years for the remainder of 2016, we will not bother with fractions at this point). In fact I will be this number of years up to my birthday in January, 2017. That is if you round figure to the lowest even year. No, I don’t mean even year like odd/even – I mean like the total of years I have lived for the complete rotation of the earth around the sun, or is it the sun around the earth? Which is right? That’s common core science; I haven’t studied that out too well.

Now back to our math question. If I was eighty-one last year, sorry that should if I “were” eighty-one, no that’s not the right mood, maybe not mood, but when stating something that might not be, which is sometimes signaled by the word “if”, you are to use “were” not “was” – is it the same in common core grammar?  I don’t know common core grammar very well.

Well, let’s assume it is the same, so back to my question. If I were eighty-one years old at my birthday anniversary on January 24th in 2015, how old will/would I—no, how old am I now. No, how old was I on January 24,  in this our present year, 2016.

Shall I repeat the question? Oh, you understand the question. Good, let’s go on to how to work out the solution. Write down 8 x’s, each x will represent the number 10 (which is the first numeral that contains two digits—that is if you do not consider negative numbers). You can write these x’s in either a horizontal or vertical direction – you might want to clump them together like a ball or put them in a circle, or you might want to make an imaginary car with an x used to represent each focal point on the car. Just anyway will do. Now make a row of 10 slashes, draw a line underneath to show that they represent the next set of ten (which by the way, I will need when I reach ninety). But I am not really ninety yet so you will need to mark off a slash for each year that I lack being ninety. See mark off one for eighty-one, two for eighty-two, three—you understand, oh, good. Now when you get to eighty-nine, you will have one slash left. Put it with your eight x’s, the one’s you used to draw the car. Hold those eight x’s in your head – no just imagine them – put the one slash with them, how many is that?

Yes, you can use two fingers to represent the two if you want to. Maybe that is better than the slash. Why not just have eight buddies come up and each of you will hold up ten fingers, we need another buddy to hold up two fingers. Now let’s count the fingers. Why fingers? Because they will each represent one year, that’s a full rotation of the earth around the sun.

Let’s take a break and go to lunch.  I’ll buy us both a sandwich.  Yes, that will be two as you can show by holding up two fingers.  I should have said “I’ll buy us each a sandwich.”  I didn’t mean one sandwich for both of us – yes, I know that’s what I said, but I changed….

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Dear Blogging Friends, I am feeling pretty good about my progress in reading my e-mails today.  I had to add comments and likes just because I wanted to and because I “liked.”  Basically I am getting everybody read at least once or twice a week, but it pains me terribly to delete.

I’m still studying the effects of flip-flops with the straps on the back.  I might be a bit off about the strap making the ankles look thin and trim.  Seems to be another factor I have overlooked.  That theory seems to work better on ladies who weight less than 135 pounds or so.  I’m beginning to have doubts that it works very well on the 165 to 190 pounders.  And here I am with my wonderful inventory of flip-flops with straps on the back!  Hope is wasn’t money down the drain.

Regarding obtaining a computer:  My granddaughter gave me one that is up to date and I think could do my tasks well if I could learn all the bits and pieces.  I’m getting there.  It is HP with Windows 8; the old one was Dell with Windows 7.  The HP font default was so small I could not read without putting my face in the screen!  But I did google and found how to change that.  Now my e-mail is freezing to the point I can’t use it.  Kristina (g-daughter) will be here tomorrow.  I hope she can clear cookies, or whatever needs to be done.  I don’t know what I will find when I try downloading images and some of that kind of stuff.

To the new followers who have joined me in spite of my woes this month, I thank you.  I have visited most of you, and I am thankful you are on board.  To my regulars, you’re great.

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I have been touched today by a scripture I read this morning.  Jeremiah 48:36, God speaking, “So my heart sounds for Moab like flutes, and My heart sounds for the men of Qir Heres like flutes.  Therefore the wealth they made shall be gone..”  I opened YouTube and listened to the sound of a flute as I sat meditating on that scripture. I challenge you, dear reader, to do the same.  Feel the loving heart of God who has given up on any segment of people or culture who have turned their backs on him choosing other gods instead.  Just a chapter or two before that, Jeremiah is telling of the people who are choosing the “Queen of Heaven” over the true God.  Unbelievable!

What if in the writings of the future, I were to read that God says, “So my heart laments for the USA, and the men of Oklahoma City, as the sound of a flute.”  (Of course, you can fill in the name of the city with your own dwelling place.)    From my heart today “Oh, America, my land, my home, my cradle of love – return to Him while we yet have a choice.”  We can never be saved by the “Queen of Heaven” or any worthless idol no matter how beautiful and enticing she/it  appears to be.

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As I was driving south on Penn Ave. I noticed a woman walking south. My gut reaction was that she looked so tired. I wondered where she was going and it crossed my mind that I might be able to help. But obviously her needs were much greater than my resources. I don’t know how she walked fast enough or I drove slowly enough but when I got to a corner where a man sat on some church steps, she walked up also and laid her stuff down by the church; she appeared not to know the man. I thought they were probably waiting for a bus, and drove on. My spirit did not get free of the situation. I drove on about 10 blocks then took a detour to go back, not really thinking she would still be there. She was. I pulled over and lowered the window. She came over and said, “I’m not a criminal and I’m not a prostitute. I’m just getting by while I’m trying to find a job.” I told her I had come back to tell her that Jesus loved her. Then I noticed a folded up sign in her hand and asked what her sign said. She showed me “Homeless, …” I’m not sure what but she had apparently been on the corner asking for handouts. Again, she repeated that she was not a criminal and she was not a prostitute. I told her that I am generally very hard-hearted against those who hold up signs begging. And that it was extra special that Jesus sent me to her.  Money-wise I only gave her peanuts compared to her need. I don’t know what lesson if any, she received. I know I received one. Granted, it made me angry when she said she was on the corner waiting for her pick up, because I know someone else was making money off her. But I am ever so glad Jesus loves her! And I gained some insight into the heart of some who are doing that – even they have a standard. I’m not a criminal and I’m not a prostitute. Makes me wonder just what standards many of us job-holders have. Are we law-abiding (except for normal, you know, jaywalking, trespassing, speeding, fudging just a little occasionally type of thing) and are we sexually pure (except for normal, you know, edgy jokes, vile movies, bikini clad, with just a bit of eye-winking occasionally type of thing)?  Just asking myself, what is my standard?    Hopefully it is the standard of the Bible as I strive to keep God’s standard – “Be ye holy, as I am holy”.  I can only go there by way of the Savior, the Forgiver of my sins.

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